Sunday, November 25, 2007
Once bitten, twice shy. ♥ 11:33 PM

If you have a choice, it only means that you are confused because your mind is not clear on what it wants and if you were to be sure of what you want, the other options would not even be an option.


My actual self, my ideal self, my ought-to-be self and my desired self; so many different sides, diffusing into one sole personality.

I'm not confused, just scared. It's not about choice but courage.

I'm getting tired of work and don't say stupid things to me because I'm in no mood to listen to the stupid things that I know you would say.